Dad had a bit of a boot malfunction so he hounded us out of bed early so that we could be banging on the door at Timpsons in Truro at 08.30, hopefully get the repair done and be on the 09.37. So he and I went there and mum went off to get some bits and pieces. The great guys did the job quick sticks and much to mum's chagrin, we were in time to catch the 08.37 to St Erme. We had a very interesting bus driver who told us all about his rescue Alsation, and his horse that had outrun a Grand National winner.
It's been a very grey and foggy day (but not wet - that's the main thing), so mum's photo focus has been on the close at hand, wild flowers and the like, of which there are many and varied - spring is well and truly on the way down here.
After a couple of hours, with no village in the immediate offing, and a full pot of tea at breakfast beginning to create some pressure, mum nipped through a gateway. The mist lifted briefly, but long enough for her to realise that she was right next to the busy A30 - should've gone to Specsavers!
As it happened, about a mile further on, at Summercourt, we came across a car showroom that had been converted into a cafe, complete with an old Riley, an Austin 30 and petrol pumps ( mum let it be known that she went on her first date in an A30 - that aged her!). They brought me my own bowl of lovely fresh water (most places have a dog bowl these days, but it's always a bit manky, and a dog has her standards you know) and they had coffee and cakes.
That was it really, a steady walk on to the delights of Indian Queens, where we were collected by our new hosts; Sue and Laurie Lee who transported us to their lovely home in Nanstallon, where we will be for the next 3 nights.
Have a lovely weekend everybody, and keep spreading the word.
M
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